You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

On the way back, Lu Yanmu was a little absent-minded, or rather awkward. From time to time, he glanced at the hand holding the steering wheel, and he couldn't help but shake it.

Qingmang saw Lu Yanmu's abnormality, held his hand, and asked softly, What's wrong?

Lu Yanmu frowned Zou's brows, trying to pull it out of Qingmang's hand, but Qingmang's grip was so tight that he couldn't pull it out.

Qingmang, let go. Lu Yanmu said in a low voice.

Qingmang didn't understand why he acted like this, it was very abnormal, he pulled his hand, What's wrong?

Lu Yanmu frowned slightly, and there was a rare hint of irritability between his brows.

Qingmang held Lu Yanmu's back with both hands and stroked the back of his hand, What's wrong with you?

I stared at his face, trying to get some answers from it, but the whole process was an iceberg face, and there was no expression leaked, and there was a trace of impatience.

The line of sight went all the way down, and after falling on a red mark on the back of his hand, he instantly realized why.

Forgetting that Lu Yanmu has a habit of cleanliness, when she came to the night bar, she saw Lu Yanmu was wiping the back of his hand with a disinfectant tablet. It should be where the girl accidentally touched it?

So he kept throwing his hand just now, and he was irritable because he thought about the place on the back of his hand that was touched?

Just tell her this kind of thing directly, she won't do anything to him, at least won't make fun of him.

He sighed faintly, with a look of helplessness on his face, this man is too arrogant and unwilling to say anything.

Extending his hand, he opened the drawer in the car, took out a pack of wet tissues, pulled his hand over, and wiped it directly on the back of his hand.

After wiping his hands carefully, even between his fingers, he gently placed a kiss on the slightly red and swollen spot, and asked softly, Do you still feel awkward? ?

Lu Yanmu's originally tense nerves, because of what Qingmang did, instantly slowed down a little, glanced at Qingmang with his peripheral vision, the quiet heart was like a stone was thrown, and the ripples spread out little by little. Come on.

Holding Qingmang's little hand with his backhand, he said in a calm voice, No.

With her kiss, how could there be awkward or uncomfortable thoughts.

With a slight smile on Qingmang's face, he knew that this trick would work, but Lu Yanmu's heart didn't know what to call it in science. nothing is different.

Lu Yanmu, if I don't come, won't you stop rubbing your skin? Qingmang thought it was very possible.

If he rubbed like this, he would definitely rub his hands, and they would feel very distressed when they saw that they were red.

Sometimes I really don't know what to do with him. It stands to reason that he is obsessed with other women, so she should be happy, but if something happens to her in the future, who else can go with him?

He should have a normal life, a loving and harmonious husband and wife, a beautiful and filial wife, a strict father and a loving mother, a few children to accompany him, and then grow old together, instead of always being alone as he is now.

He looks so distressed. In this life, even for Lu Yanmu's sake, he must protect himself so that nothing happens.

It is already a blessing from God to do it again, and it will not be the third time. Whether it is for yourself or for him, you should live well.